"Or else?" Wushuang asked him rhetorically.

There was only half an hour left, and Tong Sixi cast a demon spell to summon back the soul of the Black Tiger Black Beast, and what he wanted was to let it use his roar as a key to open the mechanism leading to King Mu's tomb after half an hour.

The function of the cat-faced jar was just as they knew at the beginning, it was only used to bury the corpse of the cat fairy.

"Young Master is here? I've been waiting for a long time, would I like to go down with you later? Monk Lei followed behind Wushuang and patted his ass and asked.

"If you go down with me, I will be suspicious, and if you stay up, I am even more afraid that you will block the exit while I am away, so ...... So the best way is for you to die! Wushuang looked at Monk Lei with a wicked smile on his face.

"Young Kui Master...... This...... It's a joke! Our Lei family has been guarding the Cat Fairy Temple for so many years, and we chose to cooperate with you when you first came, so there is no credit and hard work, right? You can't do this, this is unloading the mill and killing the donkey! The most despicable behavior of the Jianghu people! "Monk Lei still doesn't understand Wushuang's temper, if it is Ma Chengfeng, he would rather be his enemy, and he will not cooperate with him.

He is unscrupulous and unscrupulous before he achieves his goal, and most of them will kill people after he succeeds. This is Lingzhou, not Kanto, and this matter is going to get out, which is not trivial. No one wants to bear this infamy.

"Huh...... I'm just joking, look at the one who scares you, blind man, comfort Monk Lei for me? ”

"Little monk, I said, you won't be in vain if you help our master do things, come, take it, these are what you deserve." The old blind man beckoned to him, and took out a stack of gross tickets directly from his cuffs.

Monk Lei had never seen so much money in his life, and Le's fart reached out to take it, but unexpectedly, as soon as he stretched out his hand, as soon as he touched the pile of money, his body was motionless, and the whole person seemed to be petrified in an instant.

"His soul has fallen! It's hopeless! Cashula whispered in Cheng Feng's ear.

Two Thunder Monks appeared in the crystal ball in Khashura's hand, one was his freshly dead body and the other was his soul. His soul stood across from him, looking at his body in amazement. He wanted to drill back, but his body and soul had a reaction force, and as soon as the soul pounced, it was immediately bounced back, and he tried several times, but failed, and finally he could only kneel on the ground and cry in a daze.

"This old blind man is very good! It's so fast, how did he do it just now? I didn't even see it clearly! ”

"It's not him, it's Tong Sixi! You don't know yet, do you? Don't look at the Dong family, they hate Tong Sixi, but in private, Tong Sixi and Xiao Ye have a very happy personal relationship, it was Tong Sixi who did it just now, you look carefully, is he wearing a white glove on his right hand, there is a problem with his gloves, and there should be a blood spell drawn underneath. Whoever touches it, and whose soul is scattered. ”

Tong Sixi's evil art is really not something that ordinary people can learn, and this evil art has extremely high requirements for the user's qualifications. Not to mention that the drawing method of the blood talisman is a secret, just talking about this blood is big.

The blood used to draw the blood charm must be specially made, taken from a child who died in a hundred days, and it must have been dripped from the forehead by a knife when the child had just lost his breath.

There are many ways to steal souls, and using a blood spell to steal souls is the easiest, but it is also the most difficult. There are only one people in the world who know this evil art, and now there is only Tong Sixi left. This craft is not a mastery of stealing doors, even if Wu Gongyao can draw blood spells, he will never teach such an evil killing method to his disciples. The Blood Curse Soul Thief is a branch of the Southeast Asian Descending Technique.

Tong Sixi has very high qualifications, and he went around a big circle in Nanyang in the early years, and there are almost no murder methods in Nanyang that he can't play. Back in China, with his perfect golden point technique, he is playing as much as he wants! Don't offend him, offend him, you don't even know how to die.

"Cheng Feng, it's not that the old man is ruthless, this Monk Lei is not a good person, for the funeral goods under King Mu's mausoleum, he can even betray the last words of his ancestors, it is always a disaster for such a person to stay, this matter must no longer be known to outsiders, it is good to say that it is not good to hear." Tong Sixi saw Ma Chengfeng looking at him with disdain, and quickly explained.

"So you killed him?"

"Huh...... Human life is as cheap as grass mustard, and the most important thing in this world is the living, this is the rivers and lakes! Tong Sixi shook past him.

The black tiger black beast in the ancestral hall has been roaring for a while, and with its roar, the ancestral hall is shaking slightly as if it has been earthquaked. Ever since it entered its ancestral hall, the mysterious melody has vanished. Everything it does seems to be completely mechanical, not controlled by its own consciousness at all.

The roar of the Black Tiger Black Beast became a little hoarse, it had been screaming for more than half an hour, even a big living person couldn't stand it! Fortunately, its roar had opened the mechanism leading to King Mu's tomb.

In fact, the entrance of the tomb has been pressed by the cat fairy statue, with the roar of the black tiger black beast, the statue was also shaken slightly, there is a hidden slide under the statue, and it is slightly inclined when it is repaired, and now with the roar of the black tiger and black beast, it is equivalent to having an external force, a little more force, the statue slowly moved along the slide, revealing the ancient floor tile under it.

Tong Sixi walked up and stretched out his hand and knocked on the floor tiles, the bottom was empty, and he sniffed it with his nose, this floor tile should be an old toy more than a thousand years ago. It seems that the information they got was correct, and the entrance was hidden here.

"Brother, take out the jar, it's useless for you to keep it?" Wushuang said to him.

A broken cat-faced jar, Ma Chengfeng just doesn't want to stay by his side, this game should be too evil, with it, he has been a nightmare, so he quickly asked Chang Xiaoman to hand over the jar to Wushuang.

Wushuang took the altar, put it on the offering table in front of the statue according to its original position, and then gave Tong Sixi a look, Tong Sixi understood, and re-painted the soul talisman for the altar. This jar was originally the home of the black tiger black beast, and after the soul talisman was drawn, it was equivalent to helping it push open the door, and the big black cat jumped in, jumped in, and then there was no movement.

"Cheng Feng, it's up to you next, we'll help you keep an eye on it later, don't worry."

Kashura suddenly turned around and said with a smile: "Master, how can you plan?" Otherwise, Khasilla has always been by your side and inseparable, and if you don't dislike it, Khashura is willing to be by your side. ”

Khasilla was completely cut off with Musou yesterday. The purpose of her doing this was to leave someone by his side to keep an eye on Dian Wushuang, for fear that Wushuang would put a cold gun behind everyone.

(End of chapter)